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Saturday, September 29, 2007

6 more days ):

Maybe, to a certain extent, i am like Amanda in The Glass Menagerie. i escape the harsh reality by living in the past, just hoping and hoping, knowing that it'll never be the way it used to be. you can't always get back what you used to have. it's true, when they say, that not having any problems at all doesn't always mean you're happy. i'm sorry, i'm being sentimental. i'd rather not post how i feel here cause i think its totally unappropriate. but i have nowhere else to express how i feel. i'm a bad person. i wish i was a better person. i wish i was more understanding, tolerant etc etc. this is killing me. i guess human beings never seem to appreciate what they alr have. instead they complain and complain for what they dont have.

anyway, i need to lose weight during the fast month or i'll never be able to fit into my baju kurung during the hari raya. i wish i could run and take a permanent vacation. i miss the beach. i miss the times when we used to do things as a family. i need a break. its draining me out. maybe its the exam stress. i shouldn't be blogging.


ps: this post was never written.


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